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The Lovers
By Knorg
Description: An intimate scene of the original Lara Croft and the dhampir Rayne.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tomb Raider or Bloodrayne nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Story Codes: COMPLETE FF Fingering PWP MBP Oneshot Oral Solo
Author's Note: This was written in late 2003/2004 and has had some very slight amendments but is left mostly as rough as it was.
Butterflies in her stomach, tingling in her nipples, goose-pimples on her flesh; she was staining her nightdress. Lara shivered expectantly as she sat brushing her long hair, slowly, counting the brush strokes like when she was little. She was wearing a long flowing white night-gown with nothing beneath, sitting alone in her bed-room before her dressing mirror. A light wind stirred the drapes around her open window and caressed her beautiful tanned face.
Chnk. Metal against stone, Lara caught the faint sound outside as her heartbeat picked up. She laid her brush on her dressing table and turned. Rayne was rising from a crouched position, allowing Lara the briefest glimpse of her pert nipples on pale skin as she stood.
Neither woman spoke. Fresh in the minds of each was their encounter on a hot Californian night as each sought the Glove of Myhnegon for their own reasons. They had both felt the passion and lust then, but it was neither the time, nor as ever, the place; Rayne had promised Lara she would come to her in England, on that night, and in a whirlwind of new feeling and emotion the erstwhile Tomb Raider had spent every night at her ancestral home awaiting the Dhampir. For Rayne, it had more than half a century since she’d met anyone who made her feel like Lara did, who made her glad to exist, to keep on going for more than ‘doing what’s right’ and ‘fighting for good.’
The English woman made her feel warm.
Lara stood by the bed and smiled, shyly. Rayne slid the arm blades, the leather gloves she always wore, from her arms and rubbed the flesh gently. She dropped them to the floor, and pulled Lara towards her. Lara almost collapsed into Rayne’s strong lithe arms as Rayne explored her mouth with her tongue, tasting her and dominating her kiss. Lara’s nipples showed visibly through her nightdress, rubbing gently against Rayne’s corset as her breasts were pulled in against the smaller woman’s chest. Lara moaned into Rayne’s mouth as the hungry dhampir dropped her now bear arms down her back and began scooping up her nightdress, dropping it forgotten to the floor.
Lara didn’t want to break the kiss as Rayne pushed the dress up over her head, and tangled her fingers in the short red hair of her lover. Rayne caught the scent of blood in the air, rising up. It was Lara’s time. Rayne suckled on Lara’s nipple as she gently moved the tomb raider back until her knees hit her waiting bed, and she sank down upon it; the dhampir followed her down and continued to play with Lara’s breasts, licking, sucking, caressing, gently biting. Lara sat with her head back and back arched towards Rayne, her eyes closed. Soft moans escaped her mouth with sharp gasps of pure pleasure. She thought she would climax just from the dhampir’s skilful touch on her bosom.
Rayne luxuriated in the firm feeling of Lara’s large breasts, the taste and smell of her skin, the quick shudders she was starting to feel and as she ran her tongue again around one of the tomb raider’s hard nipples, a heart-felt pre-orgasmic groan that made the dhampir weak at the knees. Rayne dropped to her knees, pulling her head from Lara’s saliva-shiny tanned breasts and kissing her way down her flat muscular stomach. Denied her breast induced climax Lara gently took Rayne’s head and looked her in the eyes. Rayne immediately saw the need, the raw and naked emotional lust that was coursing through every part of the Tomb Raider. Keeping Lara’s gaze the dhampir pushed her left hand down the waist band of her costume and gently pumped her own slick sex with two fingers. Lara opened her mouth and sucked on the sopping sticky digits as Rayne held them up for her, both moaning together.
The dhampir pulled her fingers from Lara’s mouth and took hold of her tight buttocks with both hands. Lara felt herself being pulled closer to the edge of the as Rayne returned to kissing her way down her lover’s stomach. She breathed deeply as if she could drink the scent of Lara’s hot sweat, sex and menses and live from it. Lara lifted her long legs gently sat them over Rayne’s shoulders, surrounding the Dhampir in the muscular warmth of her flesh, loving the contrast of her darkly tanned skin against the dhampir’s paleness. Rayne blew gently on Lara’s shaven sex, causing Lara to squeal aloud as she untangled her hands from the red hair, clawed at the bed-sheets, trying to hump her crotch forward.
Rayne gently licked her agile tongue the length of Lara’s wet vaginal lips, tasting her lubricating-juice and menses mixture, flicking it back into her mouth and swallowing. Lara was shaking on the bed as Rayne paused again to savor the flavor of Lara’s blood and honey. It was too much for the Tomb Raider, who groaned throatily as she pulled Rayne’s face into her crotch with lust-fuelled strength. Rayne needed no further cue and thrust her long tongue inside Lara’s slickly wet hole as she lubed her cold thumb from the now freely dripping juices and began gently rubbing around Lara’s swollen clitoris.
Lara’s thighs squeezed tighter about Rayne’s head as she wordlessly mewled her pleasure, holding herself tight onto the dhampir’s face. Rayne dropped her spare hand back down to her own crotch, slipping it into her black panties easily and her fingers into her sopping pussy even easier. She finger-fucked herself with furious intensity, the soft liquid noises of her masturbation growing with Lara’s moaning as Rayne pulled the both of them up to their first climax.
Lara locked her ankles together as her whole body stiffened and her brown eyes rolled back in her head. She screamed a birth-scream of release as she came, gushing over Rayne’s face as the Dhampir screamed into her own simultaneous orgasm, blood and juice and lust and love searing her mind as the tsunami washed over and through her.
The lovers lay limply as the cool breeze kissed them through the curtains, the whole night ahead of them.
The End
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Citation: The “Glove of Myhnegon” was from Buffy the Vampire Slayer S3E7, ‘Revelations’. I no longer recall what 'their own reasons' for looking for it were.
Citation: "The Lovers" is a card of a Tarot deck.
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